played the sims 2 and it was kinda cool.. you can create the person you want.. like how sharp you want the nose to be and etc.. you can even go gaga over the characters.. haha.. but it's just not my type of game.. hmm, yesterday went to watch white chicks with suliza.. actually it was a last minute plan.. i thought of just staying at home all day long.. but she called me and wants to watch it with me.. yep.. we sneaked in swensens' sticky chewy chocolate ice cream.. and i brought two spoons from home.. and both of us kept eating.. i think it's kinda romantic.. =D haha.. before we get to sit down, our places are taken.. it was damn embarrassing! i was like keep saying "6,7" but they just ignore me.. i was damn embarrassed and frustrated.. they dun bother to check their seats.. assholes! i repeated myself "6,7" and a guy was like, "it should be the other side".. but i doubt so.. but nevermind, no harm, we went to the other side.. two lady were kind enough to check their seats for us.. thanks, may god bless both of you! and it wasn't around their seats.. by now, people are staring at us.. it's like we never been to the movies.. didn't know where to seat.. suliza was suggesting me to sit anywhere.. but it will even be embarrassing if we were to sit anywhere and a person come up to us saying we have the wrong seats.. so i didn't take her suggestion.. we went back to the other side and i said it again "6,7", i think i said it like thrice when there's this two freaking schoolgirls just realised they have the wrong seats.. it took them a long time to realise that.. because of them, we are embarrassed.. advice to the two schoolgirls : 'next time, do double check before you just sit down, so that you wouldn't have to trouble other people ' and at last, we got our seats.. it was damn hilarious.. you all should watch it.. worth your money.. =D before going to the movies, we went to popular to buy stickers and a box of crayons for the kids in the kids read programme..
to think about it, i've acheived two of my ambition when i was a kid.. 1 was to be a cashier, which i did when i was working part time in metro marina.. that place bring me memories, i still remember when i was younger, every weekend we will go there and shop.. it's just a nice place.. and i witnessed it closed down.. glad to have that chance.. when we went to the shopping malls or supermarket, looking at how the cashier type or scan in the stuffs make it feel very interesting and the way they handle the money and credit/debit card transactions.. it's damn cool ar.. haha.. the second ambition is to be a teacher.. when i was younger, i used to type in questions and set tests and exams papers for my 'pupils' to try.. of course the 'pupils' are no other than my siblings and cousins.. i would buy presents, stickers for them, imagining i'm a real teacher.. haha.. kinda a good feeling though.. i even print out their timetable and attendance sheet.. haha.. damn enthusiatic.. haha.. and now i'm so called a 'teacher' in the kids read programme.. and i'm known as teacher nurul.. haha.. so cute when they have to say nurul.. it's not 'nu-rul' instead it's 'rul-rul'.. haha.. but nevertheless, it was fun reading to them.. after the movies, me and suliza had our dinner at kfc.. then head back home..
and i hated it when those malay girls have to look at us, up and down.. i dun mind them looking or just taking a glance but the way they looked/stared at us is as if we owe them something or they hold a higher rank than us.. excuse me, we are sophiscated enough not to pick a fight.. the malay girls i'm refering to are the minahs.. so ya..
talked to *dearie* and we put down the phone at 2300.. and i dozed off.. woke up at 0030 and i had 2 sms from *dearie* he was having gastric pains.. i'm sorry dear that i couldn't be there for you.. i hope you get well soon!
finished up my pam online assignments today.. received an sms from *dearie* he didn't go to school in the morning cause he went to the polyclinic.. *shakes head* i'm worried for him.. dear, get well soon and i love you! *muacks*
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